|Little Fish :)|
©by Kerrie O'Hearn Marquart
It is amazing how fresh air can make the heart sing
How walking along a Lake's bank,
So much joy can bring!
Far away from cares and woes,
No shaving for Bill,
Nothing but the sound of birds,
Our softened voices exchanging words,
Expressing our joy of God and nature.
God gave man a paradise
But man turned it into industrial space.
Filled it with noise, sins and folly
Man turned away from God's face
Leaving Paradise behind...
Can we not strike a happy medium?
Existing in the modern world
With God and not the loss of Eden?
Take time to enjoy all of God's gifts
And accept the role of caretaker
"to keep and till the earth."
And show our Lord your worth.
Do whatever you can to keep
Our air and water clean.
So we will not have to weep
Because we lost it all...
©Kerrie O'Hearn Marquart
You sit in the chair, eyes closed
As I look upon your relaxed face
And thank God that we can still
Share this camping space.
That you can still throw out a line
And catch a sunfish and feel fine
As you free it from your hook
I love that we still walk hand in hand
Along Lake banks with soft brown sand
That we still laugh at simple things
That being together still makes our hearts sing
And our love has never waned.
Note: We just came back this week from 3 days camping
And sweet hubby can no longer cast the line of his fishing
rod because it is too painful for him... 9/25/11